'Ello me freaky darlin's... I decided to tale a wack a' a Shark Tale fic... There aren' many ou' there...

Disclaimer: All I own is all the residents of North Reef...


Many years ago there was a dead dreary reef called 'North Reef', just north of the South Side Reef by a few hundred miles. When a Don who didn't have an heir died, a great war broke out. For many generations the war continued between the North Reefs families Tigers, Makos, Blues, Bulls, and of course the mighty Great Whites…

When it seemed that the war would never come to an end, a Great White, named Hesco, from one of the last Northern Great White families, came and put an end to the 100-years of war and became the North Reef Don. But the damage was done, for when the war finally ended, the Tigers, Bulls, and a few Great Whites were the only ones that were able to escape the clutches of the war-torn reef…

Soon the reef began to flourish under the fierce, but kind Don, and grew into a magnificent display of color and the sea life returned to North Reef. Don Hesco was married soon afterwards and was blessed with two pups, first a son he named Eddie and a beautiful daughter afterwards…

With the war over Don Hesco meet with the SouthSide Don in hopes of a truce, hoping for peace between the two great empires of South Side, ruled by Don Lino, and North Reefs. He even went as far as promising the fin of his fine young daughter, Dani, to one of Lino's sons when she became old enough to marry. Already at her young age she showed a great promise of becoming a great leader and fighter…

But the peace did not last. But soon North Reef was invaded by a Tiger who had escaped the wars by going into the services of Lino, who then was exiled form SouthSide returned to the reef with his son in tow. He was as cruel as he was scarred. He worked his way into Hesco's services and managed to become his right-fin shark, and a most trusted family friend…

And so on the 8th birthday of Hesco's daughter a band of renegade Tigers, who detested being ruled by a Great White broke into his home and slaughtered the Don and his wife. His ten-year-old son managed to somehow slip away with only a few injuries, but the body of his daughter or any trace of her was never found. Some say that the traitorous Tiger (that claimed to be Hesco's friend) devoured her; others say that she was taken in and raised as a Tiger, never knowing of her past life or her true heritage…

The new Don, not happy with just North Reef began to slowly infest his evil into the surrounding reefs, seemly to sap the life and colors of the reefs, turning them into the pale ghosts of once they once were. The sea life fled, it even seemed that all light had fled turning the reef into a dark and dreary graveyard, leaving the Don hungry for more power. But the Don, with his best "Retrieval Expert" hit-shark, had a better prey in his sight on SouthSide Reef...

SPLAT!

The starfish sounded, striking the map that was pinned onto the wall. The young Tiger agent nervously sat up from ducking out of the star's path. He gulped as he watched his boss pulls out another starfish out of the jar on his desk and flung it at the map landing next to the first one. The tiger ducked again as the starfish flew over him. He turned and stared where it had landed on the pin-up reef map on the wall behind him.

He turned to his boss who sat himself behind his desk his fin drumming on the desk's surface. " I give you a simple job that even a pup can do." The boss growled. "But then you go and fumble it." He rose from his chair and drifted to the window in the sunken galleon that served as their hideout. "I still don't know why I bother with incompetent fools such as you." He said reaching for his now empty jar of starfish.

"Blast." He growled. "Out already. Oh well." He picked up the jar and flung that at the map.

The young tiger poked his head out from under the chair and gulped. "I'm s-s-sorry Boss… Sir… It won't h-ha-happen again." The tiger stuttered.

"That's right you won't because…" The boss started when there was a knocking on his office doors. The boss rolled his eye. "Enter."

A Mako shark poked his head into the dim office. "Sir there's news from Fincago Reef." He said swimming in to stand next to the tiger.

The boss turned to the tiger. "Get out of my sight you guppy. I'll deal with you later, you sniveling bottom-feeder." The tiger wasted no time disappearing out the doors. "Well that is sooner than I excepted. Continue, my friend." The boss said turning to the Mako messenger.

The Mako took a seat before the boss' desk. "Sir, Jimmy Codffa of the Fishsters is officially 'missing' and 'presumed dead', as you requested to be taken care of." He chuckled. "One will be likely finding any trace of him for years." The Mako chuckled again. "Also a great deal of money is here, I believe it is what 'late' Jimmy owed you before he kicked the coral."

He turned to the Mako. "Finally, things are getting done around here. Trust one of DeSoto's students to get it done." He looked at the doors. "And where is our little magician, may I ask?" The boss asked sitting back down behind his desk.

"Outside waiting to speak with you, Boss." The Mako stated. "Also mumbling something about foul loathsome partners."

The boss chuckled. "Well what are you waiting for, a green light. Go on, let our 'esteemed guest' in." A moray eel raised his head up from where it sat on the desk and lunged at the Mako.

The Mako dodged the snapping eel and drifted to the door and slipped into the hall.

"I might have a plan after all now, my pet." He said out loud to his eel. "Things there seemed to have gone quite faster then I thought. Perhaps.." He said turning to the starfish and glass-studded map. "It is time to go after my true prize."

The Mako re-entered the doorway with a dark shadowy figure floated, growled behind him. The Mako looked to his boss asking to leave.

"Go on." He said with a wave of his fin. "Go and listen for word of my son's return."

The Mako turned to the shadowy figure. "He wishes to see you now." The shadowy figure growled and swam toward the door with a powerful stroke from it's tail.

A shark with an almost black, blue-gray hide shoved past the leaving Mako with a growl. The Mako shuddered and left with a trail of bubbles. "Punk with gills." The shark grumbled, staring after the retreating Mako with fierce, cold violet eyes, and barred teeth.

The boss stood up and released his pet eel. "Well, well. Look what the cat shark drug in." He looked behind the shark. "Where is your dear friend, Louie, might I ask? I thought he went with you?"

The shark growled and crossed its fins. " He did." The shark said with a shrug. "But he got a bit 'caught up' in a fix of trouble in the local scenery and lost his focus. Well you know who he was, chasing anything with a shark fin. Last I saw of him, he was heading for a permanent vacation in the Marianas Trench."

"Here." The shark tossed a bag on the boss' desk. " That's what poor ol' Jimmy owed ya. He thought the money would buy him a scotch-free card" The shark laughed. "Poor fish never stood a chance."

The boss shook his head. "You know, if you keep costing me sharks I'm gonna have to have to keep you on full time. Perhaps you could take care of one urchin spine in my side…"

The shark rolled its cold, violet eyes in annoyance. "No. Look it's not my fault you pair me up with incompetents like Louie. They weren't trained by DeSoto like I am. You just pay me to retrieve what dues are owed to you, bringing in the usual runaways, and the occasional whacking here and there. I am not paid to baby sit."

"Tsk tsk. " Temper, temper." The boss chuckled. "That's what got you here in the first place, now isn't it. Now don't forget if it weren't for me where would your sorry tail be, if I didn't save you all those years ago, may I ask?"

The shark sighed. "I would have been swallowed by the nearest Great White Shark."

"And." The boss continued. "Who took you in, feed you, hired the best to teach you our ways, and treated you practically like my own pup."

"You did, Sir."

The boss nodded. "That's more like it." He began to pull open the bag on his desk. "Now I believe you are interested what is owed to you for your little job."

"Yes Sir." The shark said sitting down before the desk. "I just want my money."

"Patience my friend. Don't get off on the wrong fin. I hate it when you are like that." He said counting out a stack of bills. "Yes well let's see what it adds up here: You brought back the money, managed to take care of Jimmy by yourself, and didn't drag the authorities into it. But losing Louie is going to cost you a few." He began counting bills. "How about we agree to 2,500 clams."

"What!" the shark growled. "That's half of what you promised me. The price was 5,000."

"Well money changes in value from time to time. Consider it inflammation." He said holding out the bills.

The shark growled once more and took the money from the boss's fin. "That's it then." The shark said counting the money. "I'm done. You promised me this was my last. I'm done doing your dirty work for you for most of my life. I want out. Now."

"Take it easy." The boss sighed. "You're free to go your own way. You won't be hearing from me for some time now. So why don't you go on out and enjoy what's left of your life."

"Good." The shark said rising from its chair and swimming for the doors.

"Except I might have one more job for you…" The boss said turning his chair towards his window as the shark's fin reached for the door handle. "Something that might possibly deal with your father's murder and perhaps your family, might I add."

"What?" The shark shout turning back to the boss. "What about it?"

"No, no." The boss teased. "You're free of me. Why should I tell you I might have found the one who killed your family and left you for dead."

The shark shook it's head not believing that it had just got pulled back in. "What's the catch?"

"Oh nothing much." He said. "Just might be able to answer your aching questions you have been dying to know about them, that is if you help me with this one last job."

The shark looked at the money in its fin. "You'll be able to tell me everything I want to know?"

"Oh yes. Everything."

The hit-shark sighed. "Alright. I'll help you what do you want."

"Oh it's simple, really." The boss said with a wave of his fin. "Just bring me Don Lino. Alive"

Oh that's not tha…" The hit-shark's eyes widened. "Whoa. Whoa. Let me get this straight." The shark said, pausing. "You want me to got the SouthSide Reef. Get Lino for you, and bring you Lino, alive. Here" The shark pointing to the floor. "On the ship, in your office. Alive. You mean the toughest shark out there. And you want him in your office alive."

"That's pretty much in a clam's shell." He said with a grin. "That shouldn't be to hard for you then now is it. After are you are a seasoned pro when it comes slipping into places"

"This is crazy . this will never work. I'll have more luck marrying his son than bringing him in here alive. Alive you say." The shark said throwing its fins up. "He dodges every curveball you throw at him." The hit-shark mumbled.

"Well maybe I haven't been throwing the right 'curves' at him." He said moving his fins in the water to make a shape. "He after all, as you say, has a son." He said wagging his eyebrows at his hit-shark.

"Hey I swore off man-handling years ago." The shark growled once again crossing its fins, a tarnished gold finring hung in its elegant dorsal fin.

"But it's quite simple." He said rising from his seat and handing the hit-shark a photo. "You go to SouthSide. Meet his son, get on his side, then bring me the son to me. His father will surly follow him." He said placing his fins on the shark's shoulders. "With him gone, I will give you your freedom, and the thing you always wanted in the entire ocean." He said crouching beside the shark's ear. "The key to your forgotten past, my sweet." He whispered.

The shark dropped the photo and pulled away from the boss and stared at him with unblinking eyes.

For what seemed to be an eternity neither of them spoke. They both floated there.

"What's the plan." The shark said with a fire burning in its lovely violet eyes.

"Well. Start with the D.I.D. mode. Then switch to hopelessly in love. Then pull the seaweed over both him and his father's eyes, make them adore you. And when they least expect it. Pull the rug out from under their fins."

"When to I start?" The shark asked picking up the photo, and staring at the young, green-eyed shark in its frame.

"Summer just started. Leave tomorrow." He said returning to his seat. "You have until summer's end to do it. Got it?"

"Yes Sir Don Carvati, sir." The shark said snapping to attention.

"That's my girl. No go and get ready. Tomorrow, you have a date with your destiny."

The shark nodded, turned and headed for the door. A white spot on her tail fin reflecting in the dim light of the office.

"Oh and Leila, my dear."

"Yes sir." She asked, turning back to face her boss.

"Don't screw up. Last thing I need you doing is falling head over fins for any of them. Remember he is a Great White after all. Don't get tangled up in their species. Remember: you might be a Great White, but you are truly a Tiger within, remember that they are the one who betrayed you and your family."

The Great White nodded her head, pulled open the door, and with a flick of her finely made tail, vanished down the hall.

"Finally. She might make of some use to me in the end after all." Carvati said, closing the doors. "I will get my revenge on Lino for what he did to me." Carvati rubbed his scarred and missing eye. "He might have cripple my body all those years ago. My femme- fatale shall cripple his spirit with the death of his son."

Carvati turned back to his map and pulled a starfish from the wall. He then flung it, only to have it bounce off the map and sailing towards him, nailing him in the head and knocking him to the ground.

"Ouch…Ice need, something cold." He said from the ground. "Curse you Lino."

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